The warrior once again finds himself at a familiar place. Broken, battered, bruised, bleeding, and beyond pain. Numbed by the betrayal, treachery, lies and deceit..the warrior breaks down on his knees.

Cursed by the memories of the pain, the warrior lives an immortal life..ashes of his own death smeared on his skin. The empire to which the warrior fought hell to build and defend had forsaken him.

The warrior now knows not who he is..who he once was. Left to wander, he searches the realms, hoping to find himself again. "..i'm tired.." ~ Warrior Undead